[ it's another response he expected, if only because felix doesn't fall for his antics like other people usually do. but that's why he likes doing it? getting a reaction out of felix has always been a hobby of his, even if it's just various kinds of scowls, really, but there's a difference to them also. like the one felix is giving him now—there's a softness beneath it, one that makes something in his own chest go a little soft as a result, gentling his smile as felix grips his hand. ]
Well, I am. [ it's nothing dangerous—they've both endured much colder temperatures in their lifetime. but he's reminded of their days at the academy, nights spent staying up late as he and annette both helped felix with his magic. with practice, felix could no doubt do more than just give his fingers a pleasant chill; he's always been determined that way. ] Did you want me to impress you?
[ anyway, he's back on his bullshit, and he uses felix's hold on his hand to tug him closer, until his legs hit the edge of the couch and sylvain and pull him down on top of him. ]
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Well, I am. [ it's nothing dangerous—they've both endured much colder temperatures in their lifetime. but he's reminded of their days at the academy, nights spent staying up late as he and annette both helped felix with his magic. with practice, felix could no doubt do more than just give his fingers a pleasant chill; he's always been determined that way. ] Did you want me to impress you?
[ anyway, he's back on his bullshit, and he uses felix's hold on his hand to tug him closer, until his legs hit the edge of the couch and sylvain and pull him down on top of him. ]